She started to grind herself against me, the wetness of our pussies sliding over each other’s making a loud slapping noise. The bell bar on her clit...hood chafing back and forth over my very swollen clit, I was drunk on all the sensations my body was experiencing and my climax was not far away. There was no way to delay it, yet I wanted to hold this wonderful experience for as long as I could.Maureen gyrated harder and faster chasing her own orgasm until we both exploded together, panting and. I reached for my own coffee as I did battle with her. “What do you plan to do today?” I asked, fixing my gaze on her face.“I don’t know,” she smiled as she swung her stool gently to and fro, “we ought to get some exercise, I guess. To keep our bodies in shape. Toned, and ready for anything.”My peripheral vision was swamping my brain with the image of her thighs. Shit. “That’s nice,” I said moronically. My eyes were dragged down, I couldn’t stop them. God, they are amazing. It’s not easy to. Craig looked suspiciously at the corset and decided that unfortunately itwould be needed to give him the shape he needed to get into the bodysuit.He loosened off the strings of the corset and then stepped into it,positioning it around his midriff. Then he felt around his back to tryand find the cords to tighten the device. He succeeded and felt all theair be pushed out from his chest as the device tightened. He quickly tiedit off and bent down to pick up the suit, only to find that with. And she wouldn't be surprised to hear that Karen had done the same. God, we're just not lesbians! she thought over and over. But fucking with her was heavenly!And after a week, Laura couldn't control the impulse any longer. One night she picked up the telephone."Karen?" Yes... Laura." The excitement in Karen's voice was unmistakable."I... I don't know how you've been feeling," Laura began hesitantly. "But... I miss you." I miss you too," Karen said in a smoky voice."Here, or there?" Laura.